This grain transport task has been the easiest thing for them in recent days.
Jiang Zhan glanced over but didn't join in the laughter.
Having experienced the two great battles in the West Wind Valley and Yangjia City of the Nine Hordes Kingdom, he had grown a lot.
"Everyone, stay alert."
With one glance, he saw the two people at the very front.
Ink Robe?
It's the Regent's Mansion!
Jiang Zhan slightly furrowed his brows.
The appearance of the Regent's Mansion at the camp must signify something major.
"Roar..."
Underneath him, Blazing Fire Tiger Horse, Little Ba, seemed restless.
Jiang Zhan gently patted Little Ba's fiery mane, slightly quickening his pace.
In a moment.
The war horse arrived at the camp entrance.
"Dismount."
General Yu Sheng of the Qin Capital Imperial Forbidden Army spoke as a command.
Jiang Zhan paused, then leaped down from his horse.
Glancing back at the expressions of Duan Chong, Meng Zhen, and others, he felt a bad premonition rising.
